Chapter 86 Product “Launch Conference” in Ancient Era
After guarding the iron mine for nearly a winter, Hu Yi finally returned to Xidu for his shift. Fortunately, as soon as he returned to Xidu, Xidu became lively.
Countless caravans swarmed in, and the city was bustling with excitement. Goods from all over the place appeared one after another, and Hu Yi's eyes were dazzled.
What made Hu Yi even more excited was that he, the deputy commander of Xidu's army, was favored by the merchants, and he could be heard fawning and fawning over him.
Hu Yi's little life has been so comfortable these two days, and he was reluctant to receive the gifts.
Hu Yi did not dare to be too greedy, did not accept heavy gifts, and did not promise anything at will. He just revealed a little "internal" information, intentionally or unintentionally, to the merchants.
For example, the king wants to sell snowflake salt, but the production of snowflake salt is complicated and the output is very low, so it may need to be sold in limited quantities.
This news was specially ordered by the king to be spread. Hu Yi just said it casually. Countless gifts and rewards floated like snowflakes, and Hu Yi felt a little elated.
This is really a good job. The king must have guarded the mine for a whole winter and couldn't bear it, so he specially rewarded this good job!
Hu Yi was very moved and became more attentive in doing his errands.
With the previous friendship, Hu Yi asked the merchants to come to the market to discuss matters and prepare to hold a press conference for snowflake salt. All the caravan captains and leaders did not understand what a "press conference" was, but when it came to snowflake salt, they did not understand at all.
dare
They were lazy and accepted the invitation one after another.
In a large courtyard of the market, Hu Yi was waiting for the merchants to arrive in the hall, while Yao Yun, Wu Tong, and Bald Long were hiding in the side room, observing the merchants.
Soon, merchants arrived one after another.
The Izumo caravan that Brother Dao belongs to is the caravan directly under the Izumo Palace. It has the deepest background and the strongest strength. At this time, he also vaguely looks like the leader of the merchants. As soon as he comes in, he greets Hu Yi eagerly.
"Commander Hu Yi, you have been waiting for a long time."
"It's okay. You all came very quickly. It's no big deal. You're welcome. Please take your seats quickly."
So everyone looked for fur cushions and sat down on their knees.
"Commander Hu Yi, you brought everyone here and you brought good news. Is King Xi willing to sell snowflake salt? How can he sell it?"
Hu Yi said calmly and leisurely: "Yes, the king's order has been issued. Everyone has traveled hundreds of miles and thousands of miles to Xidu just to buy snowflake salt. Naturally, my king understands and does not want to
Everyone returned disappointed, but..."
The merchants were still full of joy when they heard it before, but when they heard... everyone's hearts became anxious again.
"Commander Hu Yi, we sincerely come to Xidu to do business. As long as we have snowflake salt, the price can be easily negotiated."
"No matter what King Xi wants, food, we have plenty of it. Although it is the lean season now, if the king wants it, we will immediately bring a large amount of food!"
"Yes, we are willing to pay a high price to buy snowflake salt, please be sure to sell it to us!"
The merchants suddenly started to quarrel, and felt uneasy in their hearts.
Hu Yi waved his hand to signal everyone to be quiet, and said impatiently: "Listen to me, if there is any more noise, just ask the soldiers to blast the troublemakers out."
Hearing this, the room suddenly became quiet.
Seeing that his words had weight, Hu Yi was very satisfied. He nodded and said: "I haven't finished speaking just now. My king has said that the production process of snowflake salt is complicated and hard to come by. The monthly output is very limited and it needs to be sold in limited quantities.
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Hearing this, there was no look of joy or sorrow on the faces of the merchants. It stands to reason that the rarer the snowflake salt is, the more precious it is. The merchants are happy with this, but on the other hand, the snowflake salt cannot be too rare. If it is only sold for a few buckets, what?
Yes, with so many merchants sharing it, he has no profit left.
"Commander Hu Yi, may I ask what the limit means? How much is this amount?"
This issue was of concern to all businessmen, so everyone looked at Commander Hu Yi nervously.
Hu Yi recalled the king's instructions, so he said calmly: "My king said, ten stones!"
In the side room next door, after hearing Hu Yi's words, the bald dragon glared at Yao Yun as if he was filled with hatred. Obviously, he felt that ten stones was too little. The merchants were probably very disappointed, and Xidu would also lose a lot of money.
A fortune.
"Your Majesty, I'm afraid the merchants are very disappointed. Ten stones is too little. It may not even be able to satisfy the appetite of one merchant."
The voice of the bald dragon came to mind in Yao Yun's heart, and Yao Yun was startled. Just as he was about to whisper something, the merchant outside thought for a short time and then burst out with a mixture of surprise and surprise.
"Ten stones! There are actually ten stones of snowflake salt. This output is good, no more, no less. It is both precious and promising, and has a bright future."
"That's right, that's right, ten stones is a lot. These things are for noble people. Too much is not beautiful. This is good, it's really good."
"Now I feel at ease!"
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Hearing this, Yao Yun retracted his words and kept blinking at the bald dragon, looking innocent and innocent.
As the saying goes, silence is better than sound at this time. The words of the merchants have proven everything, and there is no need for Yao Yun to defend himself.
"This...how could this happen? How could this *dealer be like this...?"
The bald dragon waited for his fish eyes to die, with a look of disbelief on his face. He really couldn't figure out why those greedy merchants were so easily satisfied, and judging from the relieved reactions of the merchants, it seemed that these ten stones of snowflake salt were exactly what they wanted.
Facing the prince's harmless appearance, the bald dragon felt aggrieved and wanted to hang the prince up and beat him, but when he thought of himself being deflated, he became discouraged again.
Although no one said anything, the bald dragon still felt very embarrassed. He was slapped in the face, in public, at the speed of light, with a loud cracking sound.
Soon, the merchant's voice came from the hall again.
"Commander Hu Yi, you just said that we produce ten shi of snowflake salt every month. Did I hear you correctly? There are ten shi of snowflake salt every month?"
The merchant who asked the question was very nervous and uneasy. If it were true that ten stones of snowflake salt were sold every month, the meaning would be different.
A batch of snowflake salt can only make a fortune, but ten stones of snowflake salt per month is an endless cornucopia, which will also become a golden business road. The two cannot be compared.
Hu Yi nodded: "Yes, it can only be ten stones at most, no more, and no more. Last year, the king emptied a large amount of inventory in order to buy food. There is not much left, and it won't be long before he has to ask for more."
The emperor has paid tribute, and the snowflake salt is also a tribute gift prepared by the king, so there is really not much snowflake salt, and from now on I can barely squeeze out ten stones a month."
When the merchants heard this, the whole hall immediately exploded, and countless merchants' eyes glowed with golden light.
Ten stones a month, the emperor pays tribute, and his name is passed down to the imperial capital...
Every word becomes golden and full of temptation.
Wu Tong from the side room saw all the merchants' reactions, and he couldn't help but marvel.
Now looking at the reaction of the merchants, it seems that the ten-stone snowflake salt is just in line with the merchants' wishes, no more, no less. Later, when they heard that there were ten stones every month, the merchants were even more delighted.
Before, he thought that the monthly sales limit of ten stones of snowflake salt was just something the king said casually, and he didn't take it seriously.
But the current reaction of the businessmen... is terrifying if you think about it!
Could it be that the king had anticipated all this?
Wu Tong looked at his king with deep meaning.
I saw that my king had a calm demeanor, neither happy with things nor sad with himself, as if he didn't hear the exclamation of the businessman next door!